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How fucking convenient is it that I get my period the day before I leave for camp? Other than that shitty piece of news, summer has been pretty fun. I havn't updated, obviously, but it's not for lack of activity. So, a couple days after my final regents exam I flew down to alabama to visit my cousins for a week. Basically there I helped one of them move out of her apartment because she's going to Japan for a year and just hung out in good old southern fashion, but it was fun. Then for a weekend we headed down to Gulf Shores which is the most beautiful, warm watered beach I've ever been to.
Okay so from there I layed around my house for a week working on my tan before I left for wildwood with Lauren and my family for dance nationals. Eh, it was okay wildwood is disgusting and we hate NJ but all in all playing scrabble/watching Who's Line made the trip pretty good even though the pull out mattress I slept on was almost unbearably uncomfortable and had so many springs I had bruises on my hips. As for the competition, we did really well. And there was actually competition this time too. We won overall high score with a score of 299.8, 300 being the perfect score.
Then basically the day after we got home news arrived that the two main teachers at my studio are leaving and forming their own studio, which screwed everyone up but I wont go into it because honestly its really boring.
I dunno, so I've hung out with people a lot, oh yeah and last night lauren and kate and I went to go see Tom Sawyer the musical put on by family players and it was horrible, probably because anyone who A.) has read the book, or B.) is in their right mind, knows that Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn wouldn't be caught dead singing to eachother.
Now I'm leaving for camp tomorrow for a week and I'm super excited. Our counselors are Aunt Amanda (who we had last year) and Uncle Brian (Who we also had last year on UE's day off), and although we're sad we don't have Uncle Eric again, U. Brian is the next best so we're glad about that. Yeah and that's my boring summer. Oh yeah and my mom decided that we arent going to the beach with the Fisher's and their fam so I'm kind of pissed about that because I was really looking forward to Ocean City and now she's threatening to send me with my dad to mcveytown, PA where he grew up and the food is all deep fried or dipped in sugared. And people honestly milk cows and slaughter pigs for a living.